That was it; next up was No. 8.
Yet no one was talking about Tanjiro or Tatsumi now—impressive as both had been.
One had risked everything for his sister and, in a memory, found a way to crack an unwinnable deadlock.
The other had pushed Incursio to evolve through sheer resolve and beaten an enemy most thought unbeatable.
Still, for all their brilliance, everyone's focus had shifted to the comment section.
The video allowed comments, and after watching the two No. 10 entries the screen went black for a moment.
Naturally, people needed something to do; the comment section beneath the video became the perfect pastime.
The first comment appeared.
Kibutsuji Muzan: "Foolish video. 'Most epic moments'? The first two didn't make me feel a thing. Mere human sentiment, meaningless."
Kibutsuji Muzan: "Also, Tanjiro, I know you're watching. As that man's successor, you've caught the eye of this Ultimate Life Form. I'll send demons to kill you."
Kokushibo: "Killing him would be a waste. Turn him into a demon and let him live with his sister—much more interesting."
Kibutsuji Muzan: "Oh? Not a bad idea. If the brat behaves, I'll even share a little more of my blood."
In the Demon Slayer World, Kibutsuji Muzan—dressed like a noble lady—smiled with pleasure.
Kokushibo's suggestion was excellent. Wouldn't it be even more entertaining if that man learned of it?
Hahahahaha! His own successor turned into a demon—what could be more amusing?
After Muzan's comment, people from different worlds chimed in, but none reacted more fiercely than the Demon Slayer Corps.
"Kibutsuji Muzan!!!!!!!"
"He actually showed up!"
"Hiding for centuries, and now he appears—if only in the comments."
"And he wants to turn Tanjiro into a demon?!"
"Kokushibo—he's Upper Moon One of the Twelve Moons?!"
The Hashira stared in shock at the exchange between Muzan and Kokushibo.
But they quickly began posting too; through the video they knew that, somewhere in this world, far greater power existed.
For example, the final Incursio—those people wielded strength that could slay demons with ease.
To make sure the others understood their situation, the Hashira started explaining "demons" and "Kibutsuji Muzan" in the comments.
While the Hashira were busy educating the other worlds, Tanjiro himself appeared with a sharp remark.
Tanjiro: "I will never become a demon. I'll kill you, Muzan—even if you flee to hell, I'll follow and kill you!"
He was furious. This creature had murdered his family, turned Nezuko into a demon, and now dared to suggest turning him as well.
He would die before letting that happen.
Kokushibo: "Interesting. Whether you turn or not is our decision; your will is irrelevant."
Kibutsuji Muzan: "Exactly. Your wishes mean nothing. Be grateful I've chosen to make you a demon for my amusement."
Their words enraged the Demon Slayer Corps; it was this wanton cruelty that had killed their loved ones or turned them into monsters.
Tatsumi: "Um, I read the comments. Are you talking about a humanoid Super-danger Beast? One that can infect others?"
Tatsumi popped up. After all, he was still just a new Night recruit who hadn't seen much.
Seeing Tanjiro, Muzan, and the others, he joined the conversation.
His appearance stunned everyone—hadn't Tatsumi died?
In that final clip the boy named Tatsumi should have fallen into eternal sleep.
Agatsuma Zenitsu: "Eh?! You're alive?! And what's a Super-danger Beast?"
Tanjiro: "That's wonderful, Tatsumi—you're okay!"
Rengoku Kyojuro: "Tatsumi, ever considered joining the Demon Slayer Corps? With your strength you could easily take down the Twelve Moons."
The power Tatsumi showed in the video had surpassed what the Hashira had expected.
It had already gone beyond human limits.
The Hashira had pushed their bodies to the absolute peak.
Yet none of them believed they could, like Tatsumi in the video, simply don white armor and charge the Nation-Protecting Machine God.
Najenda: "Demon Slayer Corps? Twelve Moons? What are you talking about? By the way, where do you live? Any interest in joining the Revolutionary Army to overthrow the Empire's thousand-year rule?"
It wasn't just the Demon Slayer Corps who coveted Tatsumi's overwhelming strength.
Najenda was a woman of keen insight; the moment she saw Tatsumi, she knew he possessed the makings of a great general.
With a little polish, he'd become an exceptional Teigu User.
And indeed, in the video Tatsumi had already become a top-class Teigu User, an ace rivaling even Akame.
Now Najenda found herself craving Tanjiro; at first glance she'd sensed the same immense potential and resolve she'd seen in Tatsumi.
If she could recruit him into Night Raid, Najenda was confident she could double Tanjiro's strength in no time and have him master a Teigu.
Tanjiro: "We live in Japan. As for the exact spot, if you ever want to visit, I'll send you the details privately."
"??????"
Najenda looked around at the other members of Night Raid, her expression oddly bemused.
Where was that? She'd never heard of it—even among the foreign tribes, no land was called Japan.
Agatsuma Zenitsu: "Overthrow the Empire? What era do you think this is? Empires are long gone, and a thousand-year one at that—no nation lasts that long."
"??????"
In that instant, both Demon Slayer Corps and Night Raid members were left dumbfounded.
Why did it feel as though they weren't even in the same world?